A Succubus for My Final Days
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Summary
On the day my terminal illness took a turn for the worse, I went online and bought the cheapest succubus available.
Because she didn't cost much, the little succubus I received, despite her stunning beauty, had an exceptionally bratty temper.
"I will not serve you, I will not kiss you, I won't do that with you, and I certainly won't love you."
"If you dare lay a finger on me, I’ll slap you to death, you filthy man—"
Her voice abruptly cut off the moment she saw my face.
She demanded, "You're a woman? What does a woman want with me?"
